I don't pay much attention to pop-culture-y type things. I'm usually too busy worrying about ghosts or m&m's or how long it takes for an avocado to go bad. But sometimes I pay a teensy bit of attention to, you know, the rest of the world.
Especially the important things.
Like, why is Shiloh Jolie-Pitt always dressed like a boy?
Or, have the aliens come for Tom Cruise yet?
But what's really been troubling me lately is Prince William's bald spot.
I didn't watch the royal wedding, or really paid much attention to anything with the royal family. But there are pictures ALL OVER the place about it, so finally I relented and looked at a bunch.
Remember when Prince William was a teenager and the entire population of teenage girls across the world thought he was divinely attractive?
Well, I just want to know one thing - WHAT HAPPENED?!
Now he's just a half-bald, big toothed, goob.
And, I ask you, if one of the most well-known royals of the world can't find a hair replacement treatment that works, what chance does the rest of the world have?
Moving on to another head related crisis, there was one prominent theme I noticed while looking at all of those royal wedding pictures and I am seriously concerned with European debutantes' choice in head wear.
I'm actually a fan of the hat. Even on the side of gaudy, I have no qualms with hats. But there is a point -that has been deeply surpassed- in which a hat should NEVER EVER go.
And don't you think that this would be just a tad awkward:
Apparently there is more truth to the phrase "mad as a hatter" than I always thought.
And this concludes the one time that I actually write about pop-culture. Possibly I'll touch on the subject again once the aliens really do come and take Tom Cruise away.